A man brought a very limp dog into the veterinary
clinic. As he laid the dog on the table, Doctor Buck pulled out his stethoscope,
placing the receptor on the dog's chest. After a moment or two, the doctor shook
his head sadly and said, "I'm sorry, but your dog has passed away."

"What?" screamed the man. "How can you tell? You haven't done any testing on him
or anything. I want another opinion!"

With that, the doctor turned and left the room. In a few moments, he returned
with a Labrador Retriever. The Retriever went right to work, sniffing the poor
dog on t! he table and checking him out thoroughly. After a considerable amount
of sniffing, the Retriever sadly shook his head and went, "Woof."

The veterinarian then took the Labrador out and returned a few moments later
with a cat. The animal walked around the poor dog several times, then sadly
shook its head and went, "Meow." It then jumped off the table and ran out of the
room.

The veterinarian said, "There is nothing more I can do." He handed the man a
bill for $600.

The dog's owner went postal. "$600! Just to tell me that my dog is dead? This is
outrageous!"

The doctor shook his head sadly and explained, "If you had taken my word for it,
the cost would have been $50.00, but with the Lab work and the Cat scan ..."